You’re lucky when you found a person who can understand and handle your mood and doesn’t have any plans on giving you up.
… And I found her! Goodmorning fuhrendz ❤
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Hello. I just want to greet you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I know what you’re going through right now. But I also know that you can do it and you can surpass all of this. You’re a strong and firm women. all of us can see it. so please, don’t lose hope. we are all here to support you all the way. Anyways, thank you for giving me the privilege to make friends with you. and also thank you for giving me a chance to joined escafeism (you and gien). I am really so happy to meet you. especially those tsemu days. still remember? I was able to kissed and hugged you that time. hahaha. I will never forget that. at least before you go back there, we met each other.
Again, happy birthday khae! keep smiling and stay positive! God is always there for you. just trust him. I love you and I miss you! Take care. ♥
From, CATH ☺
When people choose a person over you and then when they have no one else they come running back to you. No, fuck you. Fuck you for not being there for me when I needed you. fuck you for never making an effort to see me because you had someone else
If I ever disappear, don’t look for me instantly. Because I don’t want it that way. I’ll be a total brat this time and I wanted my search to be difficult for you. But I’ll give you instructions so you could figure out where I am. So here’s what you’re gonna do.
Instead of asking anyone if they saw me, ask them if they heard me. Don’t post fliers anywhere with my face and name written on it, replace those with the things I write, about sadness, joy, love and more that shows how my feelings linger. Those stuff are inside my drawer. You can’t trace my footprints, for I erased them already, and replaced them with the books I’ve read, so trace the path of people’s lives I’ve been through as you scan the pages. And I will not give you any directions from where you can find my location, but I have left my pen for you to draw your own direction, and trust it. It knows what it’s doing. You won’t hear my voice yelling for help, cause I need no help, but you’ll hear the songs I’ve played through years when no one ever listen. So this time, you better listen.
When you get tired, rest as long as you want, but don’t rest on that bed of yours where sheets and pillows lay. Rest on my escape, lay down on the grass and feel the earth with you, the stars will be your light and you don’t need any blanket. Nature knows best.
I won’t be in any street, nor houses and other havens. I’m on my own place. A place where I belong. And if you’re smart enough to do those of what I’ve said, then you’re in sure luck of finding me.
I’m not saying goodbye, I’m just going away, and sooner or later, I will be found by you or by someone. Don’t tell anyone about this, except for those who care, for this message is my secret.
I wrote this because I don’t want you to look for me, the way you think I could be found, because if you do, I am still missing.
This message indicates that by the time you start reading this, looking for me means following my rules, because this time, I will be found the way I wanted to be found.
Goodluck on your journey.
Lost and found,
Girls pretend to be alright in front of many people because they don’t want others to see they’re vulnerable. Girls are the most pretentious creature living here in Earth and I guess its just one of their defense mechanism to cover up the pain they’re feeling every time they feel throbbing heartaches. Its their camouflage to hide their true emotions. They don’t want other people to see them in their worse state. Yes, girls are somehow having the highest pride but the thing is they’re not as strong as others thought they were. Girls are hypocrite. They try to hide what they truly feel. They pretend to be tough while deep inside they want to blow up. They’re just holding up their tears and when they got home and alone once again in the dark corners of their room, they will let it out. They will release the tears they’re holding back as if the whole world is against them. But you cant blame a pretentious girl for being like that. We all have reasons for doing things which we don’t really want to do. We all have reasons why we act differently when others are around and when were all alone by ourselves. I’m pretty sure we all have reason to act like that. We all have reasons.
There comes a time where you choose not to share your problems because you think your friends are tired in listening to those endless musings again and again. Another is that they might not care about them anymore or they need a break for catching those falling tears. You just keep it to yourself instead then find solutions on your own.
There are people who will love you by your looks. They will watch you everyday, their eyes prying yet admiring the features of your face and the immaculate built of your body. They will fall for your eyes, lust on your lips and dream of caressing every inch of your god-like being. They are the people who will most probably appreciate and notice how much you have physically changed. And once you become lanky and dull as a withering flower, expect that they will be the ones to first disappear in thin air.
There are people who will love you by your words. Every word you say is a chant from a beautiful spell. They will listen to every thing you say as if being desperate to catch it from your mouth. But once you falter and fail to utter the words they want to hear, one by one your words are daggers thrown to their chests.
There are people who will love you because of their idea of you. They are the people with wide imagination, perhaps mistaking you with someone else or making a fiction come into life. They love the idea that you are the damsel in distress, or the knight in shining armor. Yet they don’t know the real you. They don’t know your pain, your weakness, or even the optimism inside. They love you because they believe that maybe you’ll do the saving for them, you are the happy ending in their story.
And then there’s me. There’s me who loves every inch of you. Not just the looks, or the words, or the mere idea of your whole existence. Yes, I love your eyes not because they have gorgeous, chestnut brown pupils, but for the reason that they are the path to your soul. I love how mysterious they are and yet they give so much at the same time. I love how your eyes get the curiosity out of me. I love how your eyes was not too telling, because you unknowingly give me time to think and stare at your eyes more. I love your lips. The way they curve upward into a sheepish grin because you’re too shy too smile. The way they part and meet when you speak. I love the voice and the words that comes with it, and I don’t mind the accent because I would never have fallen in love without it. I love the way you walk. Not because you look cool and handsome when you take step after step, but your walks are like your undying patience— well-paced and calm.
Out of many people out there who has the possibility of loving you, there will always be me. Always.
- I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing.
MY HEART :((
One’s you’re in a same sex relationship, you should know to fight for her and brave enough to love her. Alam naman nating labag to sa mata ng nakakarami, at naka depende satin un kung paano at hanggang saan nating kayang ipaglaban ung taong un kahit against sainyo ang buong mundo.
Yung tipong kahit ang sama ng titig nila sainyo at paguusapan ka ng kung sinu-sino, proud kapa ding maitataas ang kamay mo na nakahawak sa kamay niya at ipagsisigawang mahal na mahal mo siya.
Ang importante naman ung nararamdaman niyo sa isa’t isa diba? hindi ung kung ano ang sasabihin ng iba. Basta paramdam mo lang kung anong tunay mong nararamdaman, huwag kang matakot. Nagmamahal ka lang. ♥
Kasi kung ano ako dito, ganon din naman ako in personal. I made this account to express my thoughts not to keep the true me. natatakot yung iba na may makaalam ng blog nila? maybe because they don’t want to be judged or to be offended by others. but my point is, blog mo yan eh. ikaw yan. yan yung sumisimbolo at nag ddescribe sa pagkatao mo. kung may nabasa silang di nila nagustuhan, i guest it’s not your fault anymore. you just show the real you. di mo kailangang mag adjust para tanggapin ka ng mga tao, hayaan mo silang mag adjust para sayo. tandaan mo, pagkatao mo yan. buhay mo, hindi nila. kaya walang basagan ng trip at walang pakelamanan.